O is for its origin in love.
T is for the tenderness of seeing.
H is for a home no wind can move.
E is for the ecstasy of living.
R is for the recklessness of giving.
Happy Mother’s Day to dear Mum,
Author of my personality:
Pleased, I hope, with what you read in me;
Pleased, I hope, with episodes to come.
Yet now I, too, would get some pleasure from
Making you the book in which I see,
Of all the players in my family,
The central character, whom I would plumb.
How beautiful to move in that direction!
Each to each a separate source of pleasure,
Reading in the other’s happiness,
‘Mid much description, underlying love.
So would we deepen the connection,
Discovering new passages to treasure
As we follow time towards tenderness,
Yearning for what years unread will prove.
(www.poems.com)
It's mother's day yesterday. We had a small warm celebration a day earlier. My elder bro n his family brought me n my 3 children n our parents of course for a lovely lunch at our fav restaurant, Johny's. It was a memorable outing for all of us. My parents were very ecstatic n they r now counting for the upcoming father's day celebration, well my dad especially ;)
To all mothers, the above poems are specially dedicated to u.. u r definitely God's angels on earth;)
And to my mom, i know i should have said this more often, i love u more than words can say n i'll always pray for both of u papa..may u both always be blessed n happy. I will always try to make u happy n proud..muaaahhhh..
my parents..enjoying the meals
my sis-in law, the host, n her 2 boys.
sorry Ateh..gambar hang tak berapa clear daa
d boys - being boys, super active after the meal..case excess sugar ;)
Ariel n his cousin bros
sofea n aidil
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